Chapter 7

Henko said his goodbyes to the man. He couldn't believe what he had done. He had never done something that that before. It was only their second meeting and he actually made out with the man. There was defiantly some type of attraction for them both. He could feel that his body was also feeling it. He looked down at his lower half. With the dress, you couldn't tell that he was stiff, but it did hurt like hell with the tight underpants he was wearing. Making his way to the bedroom. He removed the wig and placed it on the headstand. He would brush it out later, right now, he wanted relief. Removing the dress, bra and underpants, He walked over to the table stand next to his bed, Henko grabbed a tube of lube. He crawled onto his bed. The man's touches and kisses were still on his body and lips. If only he would touch him some more. Henko touched his chest thinking that it was Ivan doing it.

"Mm" Henko moaned. He brought one of his hands down to his stiff cock and slowly started to stroke it. He wanted Ivan to touch him like this, even take it into his mouth. The fingers touching his nipples made their way into his mouth and he began to suck on them. What type of cock does Ivan have? Is it thick that he won't be able to get it into his mouth? Was it cut, or uncut. How he wanted to suck Ivan so bad. Just imagining what type of dick the man had turned him on even more. Taking out his fingers that were covered with saliva, he grabbed the lube and squeezed some on his fingers. Getting onto all fours, he had his ass sticking up in the air. Bringing his hand behind him, he slipped a finger inside his ass. "Oh God… Ivan…" He moaned. "I want more…" He was imagining that it was Ivan doing all of this. How he wanted the man do to do this to him. He was breathing heavily. He stuck in another finger feeling his hole stretching it. "Oh, God Ivan." He began to beg. "I want some more." He thrust his fingers in and out. He found his spot he knew where it felt best. The other hand stroked his cock. Pre-cum was dripping continuously out of his cock. He wanted to come. He wanted to feel Ivan's dick pounding in his ass. He wanted to feel him being filled with the thick dick thrusting deep inside him. Henko felt his ass tighten around his fingers. He was getting close to coming. He wanted to come. "Ivan…Fuck me harder Ivan!" He cried out as he kept thrusting his fingers in and out, and stroking his cock faster. "Ivan…Ivan…. I'm going to come! Make your dick make me come!" He cried out as his orgasm rushed over his body. His seed splattered all over the bed and some of it flew up hitting his stomach. Henko pulled out his fingers and fell onto his back away from where he just came. He may have just had an orgasm but he wanted some real cock. His fingers were not enough. He wanted more, he wanted Ivan.

Several days have passed since the last time Henko had seen Ivan. He had no way to contact the man even if he wanted to. However, that was the last thing that he wanted to think about. He had heard the neighbored employers talking about how they have been hit by the Mafia. Hearing the stories, it was similar to the one that his customer had told him about. What scared Henko the most was that the girls were also starting to talk, and knew it was frightening them as well. Henko didn't know if the bar would get hit or not, but if they did. It would be soon. Even with all the talk. Henko spoke with the girls and tried to get their attention away from what was going on. He wanted them to focus on their job and not anything else. He also knew that that was something he must do himself. If he only thought of what was going on, he would only make his girls and customers worry. So, he would put on a brave face, but sometimes it would slip and someone would notice.

"Mama, are you okay. You look like you have a lot on your mind." One of the customers asked. Henko looked at the man and smiled.

"Darling, don't worry about me. I have many things on my mind, but it's just the normal things." Henko laughed.

"So, mama also has those types of thoughts. I thought you didn't have any worries." The man laughed a bit. Henko couldn't help but smile. He did have worries but he didn't want to talk about them, not here.